I wish there was a word more than 'love' itself to convey what I feel for you.

His mind scolded him for his stupidity and urged him to forget her but his heart had no justifications for its stand. It remained unmoved, its solidarity unaffected, its arrogance still holding.

Today many of these selfish politicians are preying on the nation itself - (belching corruption and farting discontent!)

I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?

Perhaps that is the real surprise of love; it exists, but one may not attribute causes and effects to it. The existence may appear to be a mere fallacy to the minds of some, and by the time they realise what hit them, they would already be down and dead.

Competition was as much as respecting your opponent's work as introspecting on your own.

I eyed her like a thirsty traveler in the desert looks at a pail of water.